Ey J this 1 for over seas bra this bih got that yaank ok turn up
I'm on some new I need blue strips
I want Dead presidents with a blue tint
I ain't gotta write shit this the blue print
Last nigga said he was gone crash me he ain't do shit
All them lose lips gone f*ck a round and get to boo hit
Why tf they crabbin bout a bitch who smell sushi
Deez niggas all talk I ain't got no words
Swear I'm bout that action like a verb
Try me ima let em fly like a bird
All these cap ass broke boys getting on my nerves
They Ain't even got no funds in they purse
They can't even bust a back wood and fill that bitch with herb
You can't Play with me cuz 1 I ain't no sherm
I been at this money but I'll atchu like a germ
And F*ck who got next my boy we ain't taken turns
And all that tuff talk there's a lesson to be learned
Cuh just hit my phone like you know we on right
10-4 on the green light nothing less than p right
You better come and shop b4 I flood yo block
I just copped a Ar 12 traded for 2 glocks
I just copped a Cuban link yo bitch think it's hot
Get that bih wet mind games don't want that thot
I prolly coulda hit her in the parking lot
I'm talking big shit you know it's off the top
I'll never hide my hand if I throw a rock
Only thing I. My click fold is the gwap
I been standing in the paint tryna stack a knot
Talking all that big shot it got to breath hot
I bring really got the time f*ck a wrist watch blue Benji black t bitch I'm still hot
That choppa like a guitar you know I rock
90's bimmer run up on me shoot you thru the top
I'm in some new shit I need blue strips I need dead presidents with a blue tint
I ain't gotta write shot this a blue print
Last nigga said he was gone crash me ain't do shot
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Ey J this 1 for over seas bra this bih got that yaank ok turn up
I'm on some new I need blue strips
I want Dead presidents with a blue tint
I ain't gotta write shit this the blue print
Last nigga said he was gone crash me he ain't do shit
All them lose lips gone f*ck a round and get to boo hit
Why tf they crabbin bout a bitch who smell sushi
Deez niggas all talk I ain't got no words
Swear I'm bout that action like a verb
Try me ima let em fly like a bird
All these cap ass broke boys getting on my nerves
They Ain't even got no funds in they purse
They can't even bust a back wood and fill that bitch with herb
You can't Play with me cuz 1 I ain't no sherm
I been at this money but I'll atchu like a germ
And F*ck who got next my boy we ain't taken turns
And all that tuff talk there's a lesson to be learned
Cuh just hit my phone like you know we on right
10-4 on the green light nothing less than p right
You better come and shop b4 I flood yo block
I just copped a Ar 12 traded for 2 glocks
I just copped a Cuban link yo bitch think it's hot
Get that bih wet mind games don't want that thot
I prolly coulda hit her in the parking lot
I'm talking big shit you know it's off the top
I'll never hide my hand if I throw a rock
Only thing I. My click fold is the gwap
I been standing in the paint tryna stack a knot
Talking all that big shot it got to breath hot
I bring really got the time f*ck a wrist watch blue Benji black t bitch I'm still hot
That choppa like a guitar you know I rock
90's bimmer run up on me shoot you thru the top
I'm in some new shit I need blue strips I need dead presidents with a blue tint
I ain't gotta write shot this a blue print
Last nigga said he was gone crash me ain't do shot
I'm on some new I need blue strips
I want Dead presidents with a blue tint
I ain't gotta write shit this the blue print
Last nigga said he was gone crash me he ain't do shit
All them lose lips gone f*ck a round and get to boo hit
Why tf they crabbin bout a bitch who smell sushi
Deez niggas all talk I ain't got no words
Swear I'm bout that action like a verb
Try me ima let em fly like a bird
All these cap ass broke boys getting on my nerves
They Ain't even got no funds in they purse
They can't even bust a back wood and fill that bitch with herb
You can't Play with me cuz 1 I ain't no sherm
I been at this money but I'll atchu like a germ
And F*ck who got next my boy we ain't taken turns
And all that tuff talk there's a lesson to be learned
Cuh just hit my phone like you know we on right
10-4 on the green light nothing less than p right
You better come and shop b4 I flood yo block
I just copped a Ar 12 traded for 2 glocks
I just copped a Cuban link yo bitch think it's hot
Get that bih wet mind games don't want that thot
I prolly coulda hit her in the parking lot
I'm talking big shit you know it's off the top
I'll never hide my hand if I throw a rock
Only thing I. My click fold is the gwap
I been standing in the paint tryna stack a knot
Talking all that big shot it got to breath hot
I bring really got the time f*ck a wrist watch blue Benji black t bitch I'm still hot
That choppa like a guitar you know I rock
90's bimmer run up on me shoot you thru the top
I'm in some new shit I need blue strips I need dead presidents with a blue tint
I ain't gotta write shot this a blue print
Last nigga said he was gone crash me ain't do shot
Writer: Jarriel Sears
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